The Smuggler's Ascension: The Ties That Died by Ingersoll Christopher

Author:Ingersoll, Christopher [Ingersoll, Christopher]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2017-04-16T16:00:00+00:00

~21~

“She’s ok,” Anasha whispered, her voice echoing through the tunnel anyway. “Max is hurt though,” she added.

“Yes, I felt that too,” Kristof agreed, his voice etched with worry for his friend. “Was it just me, or did you seem to actually feel Max get hit by the lightning?”

“I wondered what that was I was feeling,” Anasha said in wonder. “How can we be feeling Max, though? Even if he is experiencing emotions, he is still a machine.”

“I have no idea, and we can’t answer it here,” Kristof said after a moment of thought. “Let’s keep moving and finish what we come for. I want to be gone from this cursed world.”

Anasha nodded in agreement, but the question didn’t leave her thoughts so easily. The only sense they should have gotten was from Sabine and the guards around her, not an artificial being. But Max’s presence had flickered on the edges of her awareness like a moth flittering against a window screen, outside of the live awareness of the Queen, but still there.

The corridor that they followed deeper under the hill was beautifully sculptured, Anasha saw as they went. The ravages of damage grew less as they went further, with less debris from above and less damage to the structure itself. They came to other corridors that branched off to either side after a time.

“Which way now?” Anasha asked, giving each of the side corridors a long look.

“I think we need to go straight,” Kristof replied after a moment, before adding “It just feels right.”

“I agree,” Anasha said quietly. The echoes didn’t seem as bad as before, but she still remained hushed in her speech.

The corridors had been done in white marble with veins of gold and silver in it. It reminded Anasha of the silver and gold fountains they’d seen in their vision, and it made her sad that such a beautiful world as Suthanara had been so marred and turned lifeless. She wondered what the universe would have been like with the Gods still present and working for the greater good, rather than their absent, selfish lack of involvement now.

Far ahead in the corridor, it seemed that a faint blue glow appeared. Anasha looked to Kristof and saw that he had also noticed it. She watched as Kristof loosened his blaster in its holster, but she didn’t feel any hostility in the immediate area. The light seemed to flicker some as they drew nearer, like candlelight. The light seemed to be coming from a large room, and she could see that it contained several statues, benches, and various artifacts.

They stepped into the room carefully, and Anasha gasped loudly as they saw the source of the blue glow. Before them stood her father, Subat, made up entirely of thin blue lines of flames. Subat smiled as Anasha and Kristof stopped dead in their tracks and took in the sight of him.

“Is it really you?” Anasha asked, her voice filled with emotion.

“Yes, my child,” Subat said with a smile, “I am really here.

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